Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Prayer

I’m not a big petitioner of God. We talk extensively, I share my life in complete transparency and I believe He know my every need. For example; as I think about a person or event, He is present in every thought as it is formed, He knows my heart might desire intervention but my thought is His to do with as He pleases. Any compassion I have for a person is born from His nature dwelling within me. Any capacity to love at all is a manifestation of His heart living within me. I have found little need to verbally express to Him in some ceremonial fashion the thoughts (desires, needs) I have. It would be like me saying every sentence twice if we were to have a dialogue. It would be like me saying every sentence twice if we were to have a dialogue. Yet I find myself troubled by some circumstances in my garden. The one I love most intimately is in physical pain. I know nothing has changed in our relationship; me and God, her and God, God and us or us with each other, but from within my heart raises a holy desire to pray. I intercede. I petition. I repress the thought to make a deal because it doesn’t feel like it’s from Him. I pray.

Jesus, please step into time and space and heal my woman. Please restore her health. Please let this be your will.